With the goddess down and his two-bit goody two shoes Other Self gaining on him, the Hollow had to move fast. Luckily, that was something he was quite good at. But even killing the goddess didn't satisfy his desire, especially since her delicious immortal soul wasn't for the taking. The monster growled to himself. He wished there was an easy way to tell which of these pigs was native and which ones were imPorts.

He was injured and was looking for an easy kill, an easy meal. That's when he noticed the shuffling man below. He looked like a dead man walking anyway, even if his weak human reiatsu was a little... off. Perfect.

The hollow began his stalking.